95. Merging Souls

Esme.

I was never going to make it through.

My body was burning and a lot of memories were starting to flash in my head. I shook my head as the scene of papa dying replayed in my head.

“No, papa!” I screamed, my voice resounding in the dark and empty room.

“You should call me daddy instead,” my captor teased and rage bubbled within me.

“You are just hiding behind chains to keep me captive,” I yelled in anger, a roar escaping my mouth as another wave of pain and want pushed at me.

My pussy was on fire and throbbing with the desire to be filled up. Every skin and inch of my body was also on fire.

There’s no way I would escape this.

I could already picture my resolve crumbling from my lack of strength.

Yet, the mere thought that these beasts in the room would touch me kept me going.

Probably to play games on my mind, they had turned off the light again and left me to battle my demons alone.

Although, I was glad that they didn’t try to touch me forcefully.

“This lady has a self will, I